Friday, May 12, 2006

yesterday i wrote a poem while waiting for the subwaynot super original, but something at least, vs. nothing…

New York ispizza and smokeburnt peanutsand pisswhoosh and roar of underground labyrinth too dark to tellpush and runglare and glamour and sleaze andhonking of impatient yellow taxisworkaday wonderoutrageous ordinarinesshome